Way down in soho town 

where the lovely people love to be 

And they all write all their best lines down 

And they hope their hair turns white like Andy 



There's a man who was almost king 

He was lionized when they left the ring

And some time away was soon the end 

And the truth is there's no one you can depend on

And Love, I know you're gone for good 

I can't go back, but I know I should 



A Boticellian beauty was with a body of jelly and A boot there because she turned the corner

She turned some heads and

Before it was cool she wore black and blue keds



Sit and spin his old thirty threes 

It was groovy again to know 

Chucky's in love with a friend 

You can fall in the arms of each other 

And nothing is like that brother 

And Love, I know you're gone for good 

I can't go back, but I know I should 



Love is larger than letters 



Taking up his sword again 

It was a Mont-Blanc monogrammed pen 

And he wielded the power of his PHD 

While he sat there 

And glouded his green screen tragedy 

And Love, I know you're gone for good 

I can't go back, but I know I should 

Love, I know you're gone for good 

I can't go back, but I know I should 



Love is larger than letters